- Joined
- Jun 5, 2006
- Location
- Edmonton Canada
hey people...as some of you know, I was supposed to be scheduled for a pretty heavy duty surgery - when I got the call to set the date it turned out I only had 6 days to prepare for it so I didn't have time to worry much. Well you know, I worried a BIT, that's the kinda girl I am.
Anyhow long story short, I went in Wednesday morning, they chopped me up and took out the icky bits and stapled me back together and fed me morphine for 3 days. Then the morphine went away and I realized how uncomfortable those hospital beds really are when you can only lie in one position and can't move without help - think of a lumpy concrete slab with broken nails embedded in it and that's pretty close. They fed me lots of yummy mushy food (cream of corn soup - cream of pea soup - cream of tomato soup - cream of nothing soup) and stabbed me over and over and over (and over) with needles (seriously you should see the bruises on my arms!) and yesterday they took my staples out (18!) and duct taped me together and sent me home (on schedule) with a lovely bag of parting gifts to recuperate for 6 weeks.
I'm still pretty uncomfortable and I have to be really careful for a bit - even sitting in front of the computer is a bit rough right now, but I just wanted to pop in and tell everyone I'm ok - some of you know what's been going on and those of you who are on Facebook know this stuff already. And I wanted to say thanks to everyone for their advice and support and prayers etc.
Anyhow long story short, I went in Wednesday morning, they chopped me up and took out the icky bits and stapled me back together and fed me morphine for 3 days. Then the morphine went away and I realized how uncomfortable those hospital beds really are when you can only lie in one position and can't move without help - think of a lumpy concrete slab with broken nails embedded in it and that's pretty close. They fed me lots of yummy mushy food (cream of corn soup - cream of pea soup - cream of tomato soup - cream of nothing soup) and stabbed me over and over and over (and over) with needles (seriously you should see the bruises on my arms!) and yesterday they took my staples out (18!) and duct taped me together and sent me home (on schedule) with a lovely bag of parting gifts to recuperate for 6 weeks.
I'm still pretty uncomfortable and I have to be really careful for a bit - even sitting in front of the computer is a bit rough right now, but I just wanted to pop in and tell everyone I'm ok - some of you know what's been going on and those of you who are on Facebook know this stuff already. And I wanted to say thanks to everyone for their advice and support and prayers etc.